The Slithering Snake
By Gabriel E
The snake, sneaking, slithering
popping out of the tree.
On the smooth bark.
When the snake was spying on me.
When I was on the ground.
I caught the snake and then I let it crawl on the smooth, windy, sandy ground.
It was staring at me, I don’t know why?
When I tried to think of something, I got an idea of food.
So I gave the snake bugs and insects and the snake wanted food the whole time.